Luyện nghe bài hát Y'All Know the Name featPharoahe Monch, Xzibit, Inspectah Deck & Skillz

"Uh.uh.uh.baby!"

"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the with both hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"You out there?" "Louder!"

{Pharaohe
This is masterful, classical, material wax, tactics
shit I master, traps that collapse backwards
All area access, passes practice
Hit em, I'ma shit on em and spit on em, and send faxes
Maximum (uh) not the minimal
The oratal rock chop like Seminole
Subliminal which make criminals act bitch
Instrumental in creatin the pinnacle rap shit
Got Toni Braxton women collapsin
My beats get feet to like Fast Actin Tinactin
Dominant X-Men like actin
wack rap actors to get a reaction
My venom rips tennaments up I'ma wreck shit
Then I'ma flip, administer hits on next shit
Deejays collect tips from them hit the exit
at show the front row, usually gettin hectic
The X shit...

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The forever gon' win. you out there?"

Yeah yo, uh-huh, yeah, it
You wanna get to my level but you don't enough
Any attempts at touchin my and I'm fuckin you up
I'm sick of weak winnin, nigga yo' rhymes ain't rockin
The good life is a bitch, seem like cop blockin
The shotclock is out, gunnin out the police
I crack the teeth of any with beef
Masterpiece, X-Ecutioners,
Any problems, come to Los and ask for me

{Inspectah
Yo castastrophe, none can me, naturally nasty
smash ya faculty
Veral and battery
Sparatically blast at the crowd and cause casualties
Street savy, blast me out the Navi'
Groupie chick wish she have me
XE in of me, hit like a daquiri
Accurately, ya don't grab me, ya skills still

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track... the track"
"...with hands"

I got my man Roc on the slash and cut
Rob where you at son, the "What What"
Sinister make em - now we to go
Last but not least, total eclipse (Whatchu know?)
I got a question, who can see I don't know
But I play, you know that Skillz gon' flow
Shit we mastered the feat, you can't us (what)
could crap if y'all was doin that shit with eight fingers
Come on black, we in the of Fame
Got ya picture in our crib on the of Shame
I emcees to wanna murder me (what)
Cuz when we open up and start cuttin, you you was in surgery
You see the X?
Here's some on-offs nigga take yo' ass to doin parties
You're off if somebody shoot ya
And ya name to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Fifty in the stands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands. together"
"The fall. forever win" "You out there?" "Louder!"
"Y'all the name"

*Redman's dog barking*